Third Soul Ring

"Could this guy not be human at all?"

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji thought of a possibility.

The naked boy before him might not be human at all.

According to legend, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were bound to undergo Heavenly Tribulation, and the vast majority died after failing to survive it.

Some, however, chose to assume human form and cultivate anew.

Moreover, once a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast took human form to cultivate, no matter what kind of Soul Beast it had originally been, it would inevitably possess talent equivalent to Innate Full Soul Power.

If the boy before him was a Soul Beast that had taken human form...

Then it made sense for another Soul Beast to be following him.

But could a Soul Beast really have a Hundred-Thousand-Year second Soul Ring? Grandmaster did not seem to have mentioned anything like that.

"I've changed my mind. There's probably no need to use my soul skills in such a hurry."

Little Meng Po flew back into Su Chen's forehead, settling between his brows.

Dark crimson, strange patterns spread across his body, making Su Chen seem utterly bewitching.

"Overclock state, activate."

After the Heterogeneous Soul Power had been resolved, Su Chen was instead able to control the Overclock state even better.

If Overclock had previously been a desperate trump card used only when cornered, it was now sufficient to serve as a regular means of combat.

"Want to fight in close quarters? What an arrogant brat."

Kicking off the ground, Zhao Wuji thrust out a palm. He took the initiative to attack.

He wanted to verify his suspicion and see whether this brat was truly a Soul Beast.

In the Overclock state, Su Chen's speed doubled.

Turning into an afterimage, he instantly arrived at Zhao Wuji's side.

"The defense of the Immovable Bright King? Let me see it for myself!"

"Suppressing both sides' Soul Power to the same level? That really is a good idea."

Though Ziji had experienced all kinds of battles over the years, she had rarely watched human Soul Masters fight one another.

For a moment, she watched with great interest.

"You little brat. I don't know where you came from, but my title of Immovable Bright King is no empty one."

Grabbing Su Chen's incoming right leg, Zhao Wuji displayed terrifying arm strength.

He flung Su Chen into the air, seemingly intending to leave him with nowhere to brace himself.

Then he would seize the chance to follow up with another attack and end the battle.

"Don't underestimate me too much, Mr. Immovable Bright King."

Su Chen was secretly startled by such terrifying strength.

But on second thought, he immediately felt it was nothing remarkable.

Although Zhao Wuji had suppressed his Soul Power, his Martial Soul had already been strengthened to the level of a level 76 Soul Saint.

After being enhanced by seven Soul Rings, his Martial Soul naturally could not be compared to a genuine level 30 one.

The instant Zhao Wuji let go, Soul Power erupted from Su Chen's palm once more.

It struck Zhao Wuji's arm.

The recoil force instantly pulled him away, taking him out of Zhao Wuji's attack range.

"Want to come to Shrek Academy with me, brat?"

After several exchanges, Zhao Wuji actually began entertaining the idea of poaching him.

When they had founded Shrek Academy, their original intention had been to gather talented youths from across the land and nurture them.

Yet among truly exceptional talents, they had only managed to talk Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing into joining so far.

As for the others, although they had possessed great talent when they enrolled, they either ended up spoiled by indulgence or proved ordinary, with nothing particularly outstanding about them.

With the talent the boy before him had displayed, even if he were a Soul Beast, it would not matter much.

Such talent would be enough to make all of Shrek Academy famous across the continent.

"You mean a Soul Master Academy? I've already joined one, and I think my teachers are great. There's no need for me to jump ship to your no-name operation... what was it called, Shrek Academy?"

Su Chen revealed a disdainful smile.

If the Shrek Academy of later times became a leading force on the continent and truly provided students with excellent resources,

then the Shrek Academy of this era was undoubtedly an institution that recruited geniuses only to bask in borrowed glory.

"Interesting. Reaching over level 20 at your age is already no easy feat. We have the continent's strongest Soul Master theorist, as well as several Soul Saint powerhouses."

The people Zhao Wuji referred to were naturally Grandmaster, Flender, and the others.

Taking the Martial Soul Fusion Skill into account, Shrek Academy's faculty combat strength was indeed among the best.

At the very least, it could steadily rank in the top ten among the Soul Master Academies currently in this world.

But when it came to teaching standards, Su Chen truly could not praise them.

Grandmaster's reputation was loudly touted, but the reality seemed rather underwhelming.

Leaving aside his Martial Soul theories, which were riddled with errors and constantly disproven by Tang San,

even his actual performance as a teacher was difficult to find convincing.

Over the years, it seemed that his teaching and training consisted of nothing but running.

Was he training marathon runners, or cultivating Soul Masters?

"With your talent, you would definitely receive special training at the academy. Come with me! Fifty years—at most fifty years. We can absolutely help you reach the realm of a Titled Douluo."

Seeing that Su Chen remained unmoved, Zhao Wuji began making empty promises again.

How much could a Soul Beast possibly know about the world of human Soul Masters?

Wouldn't he be easily talked into coming along?

"This guy... he's so strong."

Dai Mubai's talent had always been unquestionably at the level of a prodigy.

At Shrek Academy, he received special attention from everyone, allowing his strength to remain far beyond that of ordinary peers.

As a result, he had become somewhat arrogant.

But Su Chen's exchange with Zhao Wuji just now made him question his entire life.

That guy looked only a few years older than him.

When he reached the same age, could he really possess that kind of strength?

Dai Mubai could not say, and did not dare to say.

"You don't need to try talking me into going to that dump of yours."

Su Chen shook his head impatiently.

"I'm going to use my final Soul Ring. Please raise your Soul Power again."

"Looks like I'll have to show you what I'm really capable of."

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji lit up his first purple Soul Ring.

Although Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul balanced offense and defense, it was exceptionally cumbersome.

Thus, the soft control of his Third Soul Ring and the movement ability of his Fourth Soul Ring were actually qualitative changes to his combat ability.

On the other side, Su Chen loosened up his body and injected Soul Power into the Third Soul Ring he had never used before.

Yet strangely enough, the Third Soul Ring's glow was extremely faint.

Less than one-sixth of it had even lit up, while most of the rest remained completely dull.